Sorry for the long wait for a new chapter. I've just been dealing with issues with friends and starting school on top of writers block which all sucks. But there's not any valid excuse to not write now, is there? No! So without further ado, I give you the next chapter to Almost Lover!
Standard disclaimers apply.

It arrived the morning before the party was to go on. Quite the good morning, too. Warm, fuzzy happiness was spread around the Hogwarts grounds as the sun was just barely rising. Hermionie, too tired to wake up early, had decided to move from the hospital wing to the Gryffindor Common Room (along with the Doctor) for the night. Her peaceful sleep was awaken by a pesky flying bird, Hedwig, who was urgently trying to wake her up.

"Alright, alright, I'm a wake you silly bird!" Hermionie mumbled, wondering what in Merlin's name was so important the bird had to wake her up early. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes with one hand, she gently took the letter from the bird who gratefully hooted and flew off, probably to go get some sleep from her long journey.

Dear Hermionie,

We're sorry we hadn't had the time to tell you that you were not our child. In fact, your father was against the idea of it, because he thought he would lose his little girl. Honestly, that man sometimes makes me scream. So yes, you are adopted, and I'm sorry we hadn't told you sooner. I was going to the day you erased our memories of you, but seeing as we had never gotten around to it..

To answer your question of who we had adopted you from: we don't know. You had showed up on our doorstep early one morning, and since I am, in fact, unable to have children, your father and I had decided that this would be the perfect opportunity to have our try at parenthood.

You were the absolute perfect child, up until your first doctor's appointment.

Making it short: you had two hearts, and couldn't survive without both. None of us were sure if it were some sort of birth defect or a twin that was supposed to be with you, but you seemed perfectly fine with it, so we decided against having it removed. Now I know that it was much more serious than a birth defect, thank God for strangers!

Your father and I will always accept you, no matter what. Even if you happen to be a Time Lord-Witch. Though we are finding it difficult to forgive you for obliviating us, I'm sure eventually we'll be fine. I can't believe we had managed to forget our only daughter, our baby..

Anyway, I'm sorry if your ignorance of what you really are has changed our relationship. I do try, you know!

Lots of love,
Mum

Hermionie read through the letter furiously many times, her tiredness completely forgotten.

She had to tell the doctor. Now.

Quickly pulling on socks to cover her bare feet, she ran down the girl's dorm's staircase and up the boy's, to the 7th year's rooms where the Doctor, Ron, and Harry were sleeping. Not bothering to knock, she burst through the doors yelling at them to wake up. Harry and Ron both jumped from the bed wands ready, their reflexes from war still applying to everyday things. The Doctor, however, groaned and rolled over, obviously not wanting to wake up this early.

"What is it, Hermionie?" Harry asked, noticing there was no danger whatsoever.

"Letter." she breathed, shoving it into his face and sitting on the bed closest to her, catching her breath. She hadn't run that fast since she was chased by the Snatchers.

Harry scanned through the letter, the worry on his face morphing into one of complete childish glee. "Hermionie you're like him!" he yelled in excitement, pointing at the Doctor who was still sleeping. Ron snatched the letter from his hand and read it feverishly, complete sadness engulfing him. Hermionie, noticing this, asked him what was wrong.

"You're going to live forever." he whispered, staring at the girl he had loved for years.

"Not forever.." she said, walking towards him, "just more than enough." She reached out for a hug, but he recoiled and stared at her as if she were a monster.

"You - you're an alien! Get away from me!" he practically shrieked, shoving her hands away from him. Hermionie froze.

Turning her head to Harry, she asked him, "I really am, aren't I?" When he didn't answer, she glared at him with a look demanding an answer.

Harry didn't know what to do. He had just learned that his closest, best friend who had stuck with him through thick and thin was going to live forev- no. Not forever. Just a really long time. And Ron.. who knew what to do with him. Harry knew he loved her, but now that the truth had come out..

"You're still the same Hermionie that you were all those years ago when we first met.." he said with a small smile. Hermionie returned the smile and turned watery eyes on the ginger in front of him.

"Ronald Billius Weasley. You have deserted me, ignored me, made me feel worthless. You will not. Do it. Again." she hissed, finally finding her courage. Before you could say 'Quidditch' she had sprinted out of the room and slammed the door, completely forgetting the letter her mum had sent.

It was then that the Doctor had decided to wake up, lifting his head from it's awkward position halfway off the bed. He looked between the two men glaring at each other and promptly decided that the early morning was definitely not the time for peacemaking.

Sooo.. Did you like it? If you did, review.
If you didn't.. Review anyway. I'll love you forever!

Again I apologise for the wait for this chapter. As I have said before, I had horrible writer's block and other stuff going on and just yeah..
Anyway! I really hope you liked it! Good day. :D
(Sorry it's so short, by the way.. hehe?)